Sophrus

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

And warp plasma didn't blow out cover??

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

OK, I do want to apologize, I may have overreacted some what. I was tired and not in the best mood. But I am still annoyed that we have been at each others throats for weeks now and not progressed much at all.

I've said my peace and sorry for raising a stink.

Cheers.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Necroes.... are you being intentionally dense? I mean seriously. Those cells where opened through collateral damage not intent. And nobody here (the guardsmen) is stupid enough to believe it was on purpose. Further more, we have no idea the commissar is dead, so that's irrelevant. Oh yeah, and sure they would try to attack you. 100% of them are entirely sure you would kill them for fun anyways. So best kill you now some how. Especially now that you are on the ground from a tech marine kicking you.

Even if they didn't kill you out right they would... I don't know... run for their lives to find the armory and help defend the ship thus not accomplishing the goal of commandeering the ship. The same would hold true for the Chaos marines.

Now, as for solidifying the group I meant we as in everyone. While inter-party squabbles are interesting I feel it's getting out of hand and distracting from the objective needlessly. Oh, and if Oskar is killed right away I'll probably be leaving this game. I'm not asking for magic plot armor or anything. All I want is for us to stop trying to kill each other for a minute and move the plot forward. Then you all can kill each other to your heart's content while I wait in the armory to find out who survived the brawl, kill them and become captain.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Necroes OK, but look at it from our perspective. You belched plasma at the person who opened our cells. Which isn't generally endearing. OK you killed our commissar, but you are an Ork you would have done that anyway. Not exactly something that would give me reason to trust you.

The only reason I won't is because the tech marine didn't kill you when he had the chance. And the only reason I'm doing that is because of RP smoothness. And to keep things rolling.

These continued issues have got me thinking. We need something to make us one whole group rather than a random gang of I individuals.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@BCTheEntity no, you go ahead. My actions will boil down to hiding from the blast in my cell and hoping wraith gets out of the way. After that, chances are I would notice the weakened or ork try to get the prisoners to dogpile him. If that informs what you needed.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

Well, I can re-write my post to keep @Wraithblade6 alive if you like. And I think I will need @Necroes permission to smack you around a little (not much as I have no weapons.)

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

--Never mind Necroes posted before i did--

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

@6slyboy6 so I need to sell you rarian deer people for hints? Done!

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Wraithblade6 wait. I'm in a prison cell, how am I supposed to bum rush you? And being an armored tech marine I'm 90% sure you could take a squad of disarmed humans. Not that he wouldn't try it given a good reason and opportunity...

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

Oskar Rolt

Oskar sat in his cell with several other Guardsmen, all of whom where convicted of the same crime. Disobeying orders from an officer. It would get them time in a penal legion, but he had done that already and had the tattoos to prove it. So he was trying to figure a clever plan to get out of being a penal trooper. It was not a great life after all, too many commissariat with itchy trigger fingers. when he heard, and felt, something large strike the vessel near the brig and heard the mag clamps activate locking whatever hit them to the hull, That was certainly interesting. A boarding party probably, which was unfortunate because he was in no position to repel a boarding party. the rest of his squad where talking among themselves worried that an eldar team would come through and kill them all, but Oskar sat on his bunk and ignored it. It wasnt like he could do anything to stop them so, no point in worrying. He simply took a long puff on his cigar that the rest of 'his' where still wondering how he had managed to get, much less light.

"Look lads" he said to the Guardsmen who used to be in his squad "If it is a raiding party one of two things are going to happen...
The party is going to come through and shoot us dead in our cells. which we cant do anything about.. or the commander is going to vent this area to space to launch the bastards into the void... which we also can do nothin about. So you all shut the hell up and break out some cards or something." Each of his men looked at each other evaluating his expectations for a moment before concluding that he was probably right and they where probably all going to die anyway. "we aint got no cards sir" said one particularly dumb trooper. "Emperor damn you boy." he said reaching into his pocket and retrieving a deck of cards. which drew some quiet mumbling through the squad, as they had all been fully stripped of any possessions before being placed in the cell. Oskar tossed the cards to the trooper without any explanation as to how had the cards, a cigar or a lighter. among the other odds and ends in his pockets.

The air lock opened and a heavy thump of power armor sounded on the plasteel floor, and that got Oskar's attention. An Eldar team wouldn't sound like that, nor would guardsmen or any Enginseers. He watched as the lights activated due to movement and watched a battered Dark Angel walk up next to his cell. He coughed, half on his cigar and half out of surprise. "Well, well, well" he started, and sticking his arms through the cell bars revealing a mess of burn scar tissue and damaged hive gang tattoos. He was too far from the marine to reach him and he moved his arms slowly enough that he was obviously no threat. "What do we have here? a Dark Angel on this ship? Now this is interesting" He said half expecting to be executed for not showing the utmost respect and reverence for a Space Marine. Before the Marine could reply he leaned forward, showing his face in the light which was another mess of scar tissue, some cybernetic plugs and penal legion tattoos. he continued "You didnt come in from the front door" he indicated by waving vaugely at the 'proper' entrance to the brig "And i heard the mag locks when whatever you where flying hit the ship which... seems to me like a hostile boarding action" Oskar barked out laughing "Which is strange because you could have simply ordered this ship to come help you... Are you taking the ship?" he finally asked, fully expecting a bolt round splattering his head across the Cell. His squad where not quite as brave and stood behind Oskar also expecting their sergeant to be summarily executed for mouthing off.